Punishment given...
As we laid down in the bed last night...doing what we normally do before bed...Daddy asks me where is the whip? I point to the closet and he gets out of bed.
He comes back to bed with the flogger and has be turn over. He positioned himself in between my legs and spreads me wide. He runs the flogger all along my backside. He also uses his hands to find where he wants to touch me.
He uses his fingers to massage me...finding all the spots he loves. He is pleasuring me when he starts his punishments...swat...I instinctively call out 1...as I know that I am required to count out loud and not cry out in pain. Swat - 2...he is pleasuring me still....I’m not sure if I want to cum or cry. Swat - 3 and little harder this time. Swat -4...the pleasure and pain is confusing my brain...my body wants more of both. Swat - 5 through 10.... I know during this time frame I asked for permission to cum and was denied but I guess through my sounds and movements Daddy could tell I could hold out and longer and he grants permission...and finished the punishment as I orgasm.
I’m laying there just savoring this feeling of ecstasy...and Daddy gives me more. He enters me and goes deep inside me...he’s moving slow letting me enjoy every single inch over and over.
He pulls me up and takes my mouth...I love to hear him when I have him in my mouth...and his hands in my hair...it’s so erotic!
He then takes me and turns me on my side and straggles in between me...going deeper inside me. One hand wrapped in my hair and the other reaching for the flogger. He starts flogging my front as he goes deep inside....I can feel his massive cock pushing the limits of my insides along with the sting of the leather strips on belly. He let’s loose of my hair and grabs my nipple...he punishes my nipple and continues to flog me as he fills me with his manhood....I can feel an orgasm building like never before. His pulsing orgasm takes me over the top...amazing.
I know this was punishment...and I have marks to prove it...so why was it so pleasurable??? Maybe being bad isn’t so bad...?
Until tomorrow...